She's rapidly becoming familiar with this tingling sensation at the base of her neck. It's almost like fear, or excitement -- it's neither good, nor bad -- and it sets off a chain reaction of little white flames that cover every inch of her body in trembling heat.
She swallows, not looking away from his closed eyes, though there's a soft furrow to her brow.
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She swallows, not looking away from his closed eyes, though there's a soft furrow to her brow.
"Doc, I--"